Kidnapped (Adult Fiction)

"It tastes like shit."
"I apologize for the lack of variety, but we weren’t expecting to have guests stay with us. Speaking of which; if you would be so kind, would you turn on the television to the news? My computer states you have the football game on, I believe you need to go down three channels."
Doing as I was instructed, I saw the news with my parents on the screen. My mother was crying and my dad looked angry. The banner across the top stated: "Local young adult male kidnaped". They were being asked questions by the news anchor and my mother was pleading with the kidnappers to release her son.
"What the hell?!?" I demand, "You want me to see my parents upset?"
"If you look in the right side of the screen, you will see an individual in the background. Do you see him?"
I verified.
"Choose a hand sign."
"What? I don't know… uh… peace?"
After a few seconds, the man in the screen raised his hand with the peace sign. He quickly puts it down.
"The individual that you see, is one of our employees. He has already explained to your father the situation. Now we need to wait for a response."
Watching in stunned silence, the voice comes back on. "Is there anything else I can answer for you?"
After I didn't respond, he continues. "The news channel will be deactivated, you will still have access to the other channels provided."
"Wait, what?" I exclaim, but the screen had already gone black. "No! I want to see my parents!"
"I am sorry for the inconvenience, but we just need you to wait for your father's response before allowing you to go home. There was a click, and the voice was gone.
Taking the cylindrical tube with me, I sit in the chair and start flipping through the channels. With trepidation, I suck on the end of the tube, eliciting a glob of the stuff entering my mouth. Swallowing, I make a face. Still tastes like shit. As I eat, I that find I need to suck harder for the food at the back. I shake it upside down to get it moving and continue sucking.